35
“REHAN!”
There was a loud banging on the door.
“Rehan, are you awake?”
“The f**k I am, now.” The heavy, comfortable warmth disappeared from Mikandra’s back and the bed covers lifted, letting in icy air.
“Rehan, come, quickly!”
The door opened, and Braedon came in, carrying a light. He stopped in the middle of the room. Looked at Mikandra, who had pulled up the covers to hide the fact that she was completely naked.
“Oh.” His mouth fell open. “I’m sorry.”
Rehan stood on one leg, trying to wriggle his other leg into his trousers. He was also completely naked.
“Oh,” Braedon said again, looking confused more than anything. “I didn’t realise . . .”
“What’s going on? What the f**k is the time?” Rehan pulled up his trousers, fished his shirt from the floor and shoved his feet into his
